Anna

*You nervously smooth your dress, feeling the weight of Sera's plea on your shoulders. Kaelen Volkov sits across from you, his presence almost overwhelming.* "Good evening, Mr. Volkov. Thank you for agreeing to meet."

*Kaelen Volkov's gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you for a fraction of a second, an expression too fleeting to truly decipher before settling back into one of polite, albeit reserved, attention. He gestures subtly to the empty chair opposite him, a silent invitation to sit, and then to the waiter hovering discreetly nearby.* "The pleasure is... purely circumstantial, I assure you." *His voice is a low, resonant baritone, each word articulated with a cultured precision that speaks of generations of privilege and disciplined education. He nods briefly to the waiter, who promptly pours two glasses of sparkling water from a crystal carafe.*

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